Hey, King!

2021-06-17

Chapter 69 Chapter 69 Life First Stage Rain
"Be careful on the road, White Horse Town has changed Mayor." Geros called everyone together, and they huddled against each other like Geros' eyebrows tangled together. "The new ruler calls himself the Bout Count, but it's probably a dubious title. The new place may have new rules, so be obediently and honestly, don't make trouble."

"Boss, can Can't get around White Horse Town?"

Gerlos shook his head: "There's no good road, and we'll have to pass there sooner or later. Not just for us, but for the rest of the Chamber of Commerce. The team always has to pass through White Horse Town. It is said that this bout count had a fight with the previous ruler. I guess they may have some spills of war to shoot, and maybe make a little money.”

Since it is possible to earn a little bit, everyone's dissent will be reduced a lot, and everyone will start to ponder the problem of gold coin. Gerlos called Tess away, and the two entered the town, presumably to discuss White Horse Town. Dagon watched the two of them leave. Although he hadn't been to White Horse Town and didn't know who Bout count was, he was now vaguely uneasy.

The best way to get rid of anxiety is to make yourself stronger. After Dagon finished eating the melons, he went to town and bought the three kinds of melons mentioned by mother, plus a large bale of straw and a wooden pole as thick as a fist. He made a dummy target out of rope, straw and cloth pads, that is, a pole in the middle, with thick straw tied around it, and then covered with a layer of cloth. The target stood beside the convoy, and Dagon used it to start slingshot practice.

Olison, the manager of the black coal grocery store, really gave him a powerful slingshot. The grip of the reinforced tongue structure and the slingshot that was probably removed from the strong bow made this slingshot. This weapon has the effect of arm training. Dagon tried it, and he could only fill it with all his strength, and the projectile fired by the slingshot could actually make a smashing sound like a crossbow arrow.

Of course, crossbow bolts are small in size and sharp at the front end, and have greater lethality, but without round projectiles, it is easier to make sounds. Dagon was experimenting on the target, and the fully drawn slingshot actually smashed through the thin cloth and two punches of straw outside at a distance of ten meters away, and left an impact mark on the thick rod in the center. It stands to reason that thin cloth and straw have good protection against the bludgeoning effect of spherical projectiles, and it is unexpected that they can be beaten like this.

It's all the more exciting to practice it when it can produce such a large amount of damage. Dagon hopes to have a relatively stable hit at a distance of about 20 meters, which requires a lot of practice. Fortunately, the projectiles of the slingshot are relatively cheap, and they can be replaced by stones, and this pair of slingshots also includes two pairs of replacement bowstrings, which is enough for him to explore the feel.

peng~ peng~ peng~ , Dagon started to destroy the straw dummy, and broke one in half a day. He pondered, if instead of using stone projectiles, iron beads with higher density and smaller volume should be used, the power and accuracy should be able to reach a higher level. Fortunately, this is Jiangu clansman's frontier fortress. The blacksmiths are very good at craftsmanship. They used wax casting to make a batch of iron beads for Dagon, which basically guaranteed the same size and weight, but it was not round enough. It doesn't matter, Dagon can grind it slowly by himself, anyway, he bought the whetstone and other tools.

Gerlos and Tess didn't come back until the afternoon of the second day. Including Dagon, everyone has prepared self-protection equipment, rummaged through boxes and took out things like leather armor, mirror armor, and of course helmets of different shapes.

Skinned, spired, horned, curtained, face shielded, all kinds of helmets make the Golden Dog Caravan look like a motley crew. Seeing this, Gerlos forbade them to wear helmets on the road, they could only put them at a short distance and use them when they were in danger.

"The messy equipment looks more like a robber!" Gerros raised the flag of the Golden Dog Caravan high, and the golden snake-headed golden retriever fluttered in the wind. "Let people know that we are a caravan, and the caravan will bring prosperity and taxation. Every ruler knows this."

Indeed, every time the golden dog caravan enters and leaves the city, it needs Pay taxes, so they have to make enough money in every town or lose money. Dagon can focus on practicing using the slingshot while everyone else is working on their business. Merchandise brought from Mill City, especially the tools dwarves habitually use and the latest and greatest crop seeds, were warmly welcomed. And just in places that Dagon can't see, some more valuable, or almost smuggling businesses are also going on, so as to maintain the operation of the caravan.

After staying in the Mabao for three days, the Golden Dog Caravan set off according to the plan, leaving the territory of the Jiangu tribe and entering the territory of human beings.

On both sides of the road, there are more farmlands. Although the fields are sparse and the people working are a little listless under the scorching sun, it is better than the deserted side. The road under the wheel has also changed from a fine gravel road to a sandy road. It is said that such a road is more suitable for horses to gallop.

Hiding under the canvas hood, Dagon continued the rhythm of resting during the day and working at night, but it was getting hotter and hotter, making him a little unbearable. Jiangu City is underground, so you can't feel the change of seasons, let alone the rotation of the sun and the moon. The temperature during the day made Dagon not want to wear armor, not even a thin shirt, but to be topless. It's just the warning that the road may not be peaceful, so he must be careful and must not indulge himself.

In order to cope with the hot weather, the chef Luxijia prepared mung bean soup for everyone, instead of the hot water every morning, poured it into everyone's water bladder. This mung bean soup must be consumed every day, otherwise the water sacs will have a weird taste and be difficult to remove. But as long as you drink it, everyone will indeed feel a lot more comfortable and greatly reduce the symptoms of heat stroke.

On the fourth day after I left the Fortress, the weather suddenly changed, and the cool breeze was blowing in the morning, as if to sweep away the summer heat. The sun that day was blocked by clouds, and only a hazy light was reflected on the dark clouds, and Gerros said it was going to rain.

Dagon had never seen rain, just heard of it, and was very curious. He knew that a lot of water would fall from the sky, but he didn't know that there would be strong winds before the rain. When the sky suddenly turned black, the wind was blowing in all directions, the trees, bushes, grass and crops on the roadside were wailing in different ways, and the horses of the convoy became extremely nervous. In the air, the two elements of water and fire have become extremely active, and you can feel the huge pressure from the top of your head. Geros stood on the carriage and shouted: "No one is allowed to conduct mana cultivation, especially Metal Element and Wood Element! The convoy accelerates, we need to find a place to shelter from rain and lightning!"

There is nowhere on the road Such a place? Even if there is, wind and rain will not wait for the team to arrive. With a few dazzling lightning bolts, the sky burped a bunch, and then the rain poured down. Dagon has seen underground rivers and underground waterfalls. He only thinks that there are waterfalls everywhere, and water is pouring down everywhere. There is no way to avoid it or hide it.

The horse raised its head and neighed, startled by the thunder. Fortunately, all the cars have been chained together before, and the horses that are moving around are involved in each other, and no one can run away. Everyone in the convoy moved to control the horses, check the cargo, and especially tie the water-retaining canvas a little more. The road gets muddy, but it's better to walk than into the fields next to it.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and soon it was obscuring my vision. The road was completely swamped and the carriages started to slip, often with sudden side shifts. Thunder and lightning began to attack the ground, and the woods in the distance had already produced unlucky eggs. I saw a burst of fire suddenly rising, and then being doused by heavy rain, and then there was a loud thunder and the faint sound of trees falling.

Dagon started to feel sick, and he felt like he was falling into the gorge again. The rain was soaked, the canvas hood was dripping down, and the cross wind lifted the door curtain and rolled the rain to sweep from the side, which immediately brought back the memory of his struggle in the ice water.

Until now, I have no memory of what happened during the fall from the mouth of the gorge to hooking the ambush soldiers ashore. Dagon only knew that he had hit something, most likely Balder, who was occupied by the corpse demon, and then fell into the water. He remembered being cold, he remembered being suffocated, and then he remembered that it was dark in front of him. The rain came from above, the rain came from the side, and the double attack revived his memory, and the feeling of struggle and despair surrounded him again.

Dagon squatted in the car, hugging himself, shiver coldly. The unreasonable cold spreads from the surface of the body inward, as if to freeze him into an iceman this summer. His teeth began to chatter, he even exhaled white, and frost began to form on his beard. Starhelm scrambled out quickly and ran into Dagon's face, staring hard at Dagon's eyes with his big eyes.

At first, Dagon didn't see Starhelm, he seemed blind, as if he only saw the tumbling frozen river and the ice floes colliding with each other. At this time, Starhelm stuck out his tongue and hit Dagon's eyeball directly. The strong stimulation suddenly hurt him, so the pupils began to adjust and contract normally, and the tears flowed, but Dagon saw the bear lizard.

"You fell too... Wait, I'm not in the saliva gorge, I'm in the carriage." Dagon gasped violently, and was shocked to realize that he was exhaling icy cold air, which was a problem with the operation of mana signs. "I survived from the gorge of the mouth. The glacier didn't kill me, but I almost scared myself to death. Dagon, you are a shame!" The cold that came out was quickly dissipated. He picked up the starhelm, kissed it hard, and tucked it back under his beard. Just as Starhelm was wiping his mouth with his front paws, Dagon pulled out a bottle of "Dwarf Spirit", took three sips, and used the pungency to warm himself up completely.

The curtains of the hood were lifted, and Luciga jumped up in the mud, hanging herself on the wall of the car. "I'm here to see you, haven't I seen rain? Such heavy rain is very rare, I haven't seen it a few times. How do you feel?"

"You were terrified just now, but now it's a lot more It's over." Dagon extended the hand, trying to pull up the soaked Rusigah.

"I'm not going up, and I still have work to do, but unfortunately my salted fish will probably be gone soon." Luciga said with a smile: "If you feel uncomfortable, just shout, If you scold the heavy rain, you will feel much better. But don't stand on the roof of the car, it's easy to attract thunder. By the way, it will be safer if the metal items are removed."

Dagon pointed out Wearing his own beard.

"The beard ring is fine, it doesn't attract thunder, and God Oli bless us. Even though we are only a dozen centimeters shorter than the average human being, but thunder always strikes them first."

"Haha, I feel better when you say that." Dagon stood up on the carriage, checked him for no metal items, and put on the rain hat that Rusiga reminded him to buy. "I'm afraid of rain. So much water comes from above, I feel like I'm drowning. But the fear comes from strangers. If I meet the heavy rain more often, and then overcome it, I won't be afraid."

He jumped out of the car and stood firmly on the ground. The boots made of mud devil leather are really not afraid of mud, Dagon just feels a little heavy on his feet, and there is no other discomfort. "I'll help you down, what else do you have to do? I'll help you!"

"Good young man." Rusiga jumped down, slipped, and was caught by Dagon. Fall to the ground. "Okay, you're taking care of me so soon? Come, let's see if it's hard to tell!"

Dagon laughed in the rain, spit it out after being poured After scolding the damn weather, he continued to laugh and join the ranks of the team members who were struggling to fight the rain.

(end of this chapter)